The man faintly moaned from the rather unpleasant way he was recalled to consciousness. It took some time for his eyes to be able to focus on his environment, and particularly on the angelic face that was presently right near his own face, seemingly observing him with a fair amount of curiosity.
His arms didn't move. He eventually realized they were tied in his back, in a rather uncomfortable way. It was hard to tell if he still had hands or not.
What woke him up happened again. It was her, inserting her finger inside a wound made in his shoulder. He didn't emit a sound. That would please her too much.
For now, he was just focusing on staying conscious as he was looking daggers at the woman, who was now making a somewhat disappointed pout. "Nani, Yamada-shenshei... Why don't you cry for me?"
She then smiled kindly before putting her hand before her mouth, emitting : "Fufufu~" "You... Would be too happy." he replied after a faint grunt.
Shouzou exhaled sharply through his clenched teeth as the pain numbed down slowly. He took his time to look around the room, trying to figure out where he was. He was on his knees, his arms tied in his back and probably bound to something at ground level with a rope. There was not much to see. It was clean, but lacking light sources. "What .. do you want with me..?" He groaned, looking back to the woman to attempt making out how she looked like. "I want... I want...." The woman tapped on her chin while looking ahead thoughtfully.
She then grinned cheerfully and, looking back at him : "Eto... I did not decide yet, Yamada-Shenshei! But it will certainly be amusing!"
He stared at her for a few seconds. "Right.." He then went quiet and looked at the floor, just waiting.
"Oh I know!" suddenly shouted the woman. "I want to toy with you until you end up being a wore out puppet, Yamada-shenshei!" she then added cheerfully before sticking her tongue out.
A pout however quickly appeared on her face. "But what could we do now... You are so uncooperative... This is not nice, hmm?"
Shouzou groaned once more, staring at her while struggling a bit against his restraints. "It's alright. I expected torture.." "Torture?" The angelic face expressed genuine surprise. "But it is not, Yamada-shenshei."
She raised her hand to caress his cheek slowly "You see, I'm a teacher as well, in a way... I will teach you many things." She smiled, her pupils moving ahead as if her mind already made it to some twisted imagination land. "Ugh.." simply emitted Yamada trying to move his face away as she was touching it with her hand. "What are you even talking about..?"
He awaited the answer, looking at her with contempt, already thinking that his life was forfeit.
"Eto..." The woman said thoughtfully with a smile.
Her nails were now scratching what she was caressing a few seconds ago. "I think you deserve to be taught the exquisite taste of despair... The abysses of despondency. There is no doubt you will be grateful of my teachings in the end."
He frowned at her silently for a while, expecting the worst. "I always knew that you terrorists are not quite right in the head. I'm not sure what kind of sick pleasure you're expecting, but I'll give you none of it."
"Oh you will, Yamada-shenshei..." firmly assured the woman.
She got on her feet and moved around him until she ended up standing behind him. He then felt two things press each side of his forearms, which he realized to be her legs. The woman leaned forward until her chin rested on his shoulder. "You will..." She whispered to his ear before licking it in a disgusting way.
"What.. are you.. doing?! Ugh.." He yelled, trying to move his head away while struggling against his restraints, yet unable to manage to free himself. "You're sick.."
The woman bit his earlobe before lying back. "Sick? Wa... You are so mean, Yamada-Shenshei... So mean while we could be friends... And perhaps... More?"
He then heard that laugh he came to despise : "Fufufu~"
Yamada felt slightly relieved when she moved away from him, but had no illusions about what was coming. "So what's your problem? You hate men? Have some old grudge or something?" "Yaah..." emitted the woman, sadness appearing on her face. "I have been swallowed by darkness... No light, no hope in such a life.." she began to sob silently before him, having said that.
She suddenly raised her head to look at him intensely. "But you will save me, will you not, Yamada-shenshei? You are the embodiment of rightness... A noble knight who came to me to save me. Please save me..."
An ecstatic grin was now widening her mouth. She eventually couldn't repress the amusement she was obviously experiencing. A hand seemingly shyly put before her mouth, she emitted that sound again : "Fufufu~"
He groaned in annoyance after her little speech. "What do you want from me? Why are you doing this?" He still couldn't move at all, even though he tried to get his hands out of their restraints. "You're making absolutely no sense!"
"Why I'm doing this? But because it's providing me with pleasure and amusement, of course."
The woman put her hand on his head and started to mess with his hair. "And are you not amused as well? Oh the sensations we will experience.... Together..."
Her face was now showing a deadening seriousness. "You will never be the same after we're done." she then added coldly.
He sighed in resignation and simply lowered his head to stare at the floor, deciding to not give her the pleasure of replying to her nonsense. Instead he tried to summon up some calm confidence so he would not give in quickly later. "What should I do now, though... Hmm...?" was saying the woman, walking thoughtfully in front of him. She suddenly stopped, her pupils going astray once more. "Oh I have an idea! It will be so nice... You will love it! And you will love me for having done that. Hai hai~" she said, nodding to herself as she was seemingly lost in her thoughts.
Yamada remained quiet and closed his eyes, just trying to block this situation out of his thoughts, only able to hear her walk away. It's only after he heard her come back he opened his eyes. She was hiding something behind her back. He watched her walking around him until she ended up in his back. He heard a whisper once more right near his right ear : "I have a surprise for you, Yamada-Shenshei..." "I can't wait." simply said Yamada, remaining still and unwilling to imagine what she'll do now.
The woman put something on his face. He realized with a shock it was a breathing mask. Yamada groaned immediately and struggled against his restraints, hopelessly trying to stop her from putting that mask on him. "Shhh, shhh... Don't struggle like that, Yamada-shenshei..." whispered the woman while proceeding with closing the straps of the mask. Yamada only response was to struggle harder. "Stop!" He yelled, turning his face away from her as she was attaching it to his face. "If you are not a good boy, something bad will happen to you, Yamada-shenshei!" "As if it hasn't happened already!" he shouted, the sound muffled by the mask.
Once she was done with her task, the woman asked kindly : "You know what it is, do you not, Yamada-shenshei?" "You're a monster." He growled, letting his head hang low and trying not to breathe. "A monster? Me? You are saddening me... Do you want me to cry, Yamada-shenshei? I thought you loved me." The woman replied, pretending to sob.
He didn't respond, ignoring her as still tried to hold his breath, a last sign of resistance.
The woman laughed cheerfully, noticing his trouble. "Oh... Don't worry. I didn't insert the capsule yet!"
He sighed and exhaled, turning to look at her. "Why don't you kill me quickly? Can I not ask for such a favour?" "Kill you? But it's not what I want!"
The woman opened his flysuit and passed her hands inside it to caress his chest slowly. She whispered : "I want to keep you alive and well, Yamada-shenshei..."
Yamada didn't reply yet, settling for staring at her the best he could despite that awful mask, for now. Eventually he said : "Don't delude yourself. Kill me or release me. Stop your games." "You don't like them?" Dolefully asked the woman.
He tried to keep calm, doing his best to not lose eye contact with her. "So far. I don't. But that shouldn't surprise you."
She sighed and moved her arms further to caress him slowly. "Yamada-Shenshei is no fun... And this is why he must be painted in orange... Perhaps it will change him."
The woman smiled cheerfully at him, before adding : "You will enjoy life then..."
He heard her laughing once more as she was getting on her feet. She messed with his hair, asserting in a reasonable tone : "I'm doing this for your own good, Yamada-Shenshei."
Yamada suddenly struggled against his restraints, shouting : "You might as well kill me then! But I see that you enjoy being cruel..."
The woman mournfully gazed at him. "Why would you think that? I'm just a delicate flower... Awaiting for the gentle garderner willing to take care of her with kind..."
She smiled suddenly. "Perhaps you could be that gardener, hai..?" "Why would I take care of a flower that only tries to hurt me? Such flowers are usually pulled out of the earth."
"Not if they are beautiful... And Am I not, Yamada-shenshei..?" "Your appearance has nothing to do with this." he eventually said with a sigh. "You don't want to say I'm beautiful?" pondered the woman teasingly, while kneeling to get to his level.
"As I said, whether you are or you are not. It isn't important right now. You are holding me against my will and willing to torture me. What time do I have to think about your beauty?" "But all the time you wish, Yamada-shenshei!" She pulled an arm around him and started to play with the wound on his arm, passing a finger on it to make him shiver from pain.
He groaned quietly, taking on himself to ignore it for now. "Are you so desperate for compliments? Are you angry because no man ever saw your beauty?" "Hai... " She replied unhappily. "I hoped Yamada-Shenshei would be different..."
He sighed quietly once more and looked up to the ceiling. "That surprises me since you beauty is quite evident to me. I would have assumed you rather had to flee the advances of rude men." "So Yamada-Shenshei would like to explore my body?" she asked teasingly again.
Maybe that was his way out. If he could distract her attention. It was only about one occasion...
He tried hard to hold back any of his anger showing through and nodded slowly. "I... I have to admit that you are desirable. And even I cannot resist such temptation.." "R...Really?" wondered the woman shyly. "E...Eto... What would you do to me, Yamada-Shenshei?"
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